Twitter is currently the hottest social networking site picking up steam, this time with a slight catch. The concept is designed around people uploading a steady stream of updates, called Tweets, that can be anywhere from 1 to 140 characters in length. Unlike Facebook, there is no poking, no scandalous photo tags, no mention of your relationship status or your birthday. And yet this seemingly tiny amount of information can get you into some hot water.

Twitter has proven to bite back and threaten everything from employee attention spans to competitive practices. Last week I read a story about a recent grad who was offered a job at a big tech company to only throw it all away when she twittered something about “loving the money and hating the work.” Lesson learned: never interview, drink a bottle of red wine and tweet.

The blurring of the line between public and private via Twitter, if nothing more, highlights how younger and older generations value privacy, and coincidentally was an aspect of this new site that I never thought about until I read the scariest sentence thus far, in my professional career: “[Your boss] is now following your updates on Twitter.”

After regaining consciousness and climbing out from under my desk, I wasn’t sure how to handle this situation. Sure, I had older followers on Twitter, but never anyone who could see me typing my status updates or who would be able to pin point that I was still at my desk when I tweeted about my “boring, lazy Monday, sure to be filled with the Jon & Kate marathon on TLC.”

Thinking about this problem for weeks I made a list of Twitter restrictions (or Twitter-strictions as I call them). I resolved to:

never, and I mean never, tweet about boys

never drink and tweet

think about how Billy Ray Cyrus feels when he comes across pictures of Miley grinding on a chair before uploading Twitpics

I attached this list to a Post It note with a photo of my boss’s head saying, “I’m watching you” in a cartoon word bubble that sits beside my computer, right in my line of sight on my desk.

It’s been a couple of months now and my plan seems to be working. Instead of fearing what image my Tweets dig up for my boss, we actually seem to be bonding over shared followers and followees, as well as the never ending cultural references involved with this new site.

If nothing more, Twitter has opened up a casual middle ground between my boss and I, providing a space for me to display interests and traits he wouldn’t see on a week-to-week basis.

About the author

Kate Morawetz
is a recent Media, Information and Technoculture graduate from the University of Western Ontario. She interned at various media gigs in Toronto and LA, before landing her current job at MTV Canada in the Series & Developments department and continues to write about life experiences, the ever present media and generally about things that interest her via her blog One Curly Fry in a Box Full of Regulars. A self proclaimed connoisseur of man-ponies slash creativity junkie, Kate has an eclectic musical taste and enjoys reading, long walks in wooded areas, photography, writing, dry white wines and a good spinach & strawberry salad.